Lan Wei

Lan Wei is a talented art student who was born with childhood autism and has difficulty socializing with others. This article expresses the stories of learning, struggle, and survival among today's young people by writing about Lan Wei and the people around her. We discussed a lot about ideals and love when we were young. When we encountered reality, we either lost our bodies or were shattered into pieces. It was all like a metaphysics. People say that children with autism don't know how to express happiness, disappointment, pain, or how to let others know whether they care or not. They are born with a cage, imprisoning themselves inside and unwilling to contact the outside world. In fact, there is no one alive in this world who has never made a prison for himself with his own hands. The heroine of this article first appeared on the back of my Chinese language test paper in high school. I remember it was the first math class in the afternoon. I was sitting by the window. It was very hot, the sun was shining brightly on the playground, and the cicadas were screaming without any rhythm. There is a bicycle parked under a row of old elm trees next to the playground. The math teacher writes questions on the blackboard. The classroom is very quiet. Some people are doing the questions, some are sleeping, some are in a daze, and no one is talking. I felt bored, so I took out a Chinese practice paper that I had done, and scribbled on my back with a pencil, using my left hand. After writing a piece of paper, I put it on my left hand side. When I was tired from writing, I stretched and heard someone behind me say softly: Don't move. It was a boy studying art who was sketching me. He and I were in the same art class and rarely talked. I didn't move and let him draw. Later, I asked him for a sketch of my character and he refused to give it to me. Furthermore, he said that the sketchbook was lost. I guess he drew a pig or a monkey or something on it. In the self-study class the day before the final exam, I wrote a story on the back of the paper. The story was very simple. A girl named Lan Wei who lived by the Seine River got a strange disease and kept forgetting who she was. She sits at the window every day, keeping a certain posture, because she knows that someone will draw her into the painting, so that even if she forgets who she is, she will not be lost.